User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-1298206-20110726170544

''The wind howls and strikes the sails of the "Omen on Neptune" as it sails on the roughening waves. A pine marten stands beside the bosun, a weasel named Vagrid. The lookout shouts out over the wailing of the wind and the growing roar of the waves'' "Cap'n, I can see land from 'ere!"

The pine marten glances up at the searat lookout "How far doest thou think we are from it?"

The searat casts a quick glance back in the direction he sighted land "Maybe a few hours, Cap'n!"

The pine marten smiles and looks to the small snake wrapped around his arm "Excellent."

In the Northlands, the wind is unusually quiet as a large force of savage looking rat warriors journey through the land, led by a larger and more barbaric looking rat